A thousand faces pass me on the street
but none imparts the radiance of your smile
I mingle with acquaintances and meet
no one who dispels my loneliness, the while
familiar roads, familiar times I thread ...
Your absence makes both way and hour seem new
and scarce I know the path my feet have led
or what I've done or what I want to do ...
How empty is the heart with one removed
how futile is the striving to replace
a comrade honored and as greatly loved!
How lasting is the vision of a face!
I pass a thousand faces - none will do
Each one serves to say it is not you ...